Eloise Bridgerton Novels & Stories

"I'm here for the vacancy of the maid." The lady seemed impressed by the type of shoes on her feet. "You are supposed to resume yesterday." She spoke unfriendly. "Come inside," she added. Elisa and the lady entered the gloriously decorated sitting room and the door was left open. "Who will close the door for you? Your work starts now?" She opened her eyes at Elisa. Elisa went back and gently closed the door and walked back to the lady. This was Loveth, the fiancee of a billionaire named Alex.

"I'm Camille Stirling, nice to meet you, here's my résumé, and the letter from the agency. Elise received it, but without looking at anything, she handed it back to him. "Don't worry, my dear, I'm Elise McGregor, Olivia's mother, so I'm going to see if my daughter has woken up. Joanne nodded and watched Elise climb the stairs, the beautiful stairs carved in oak, and with windows that allowed you to see the best views of the whole place, for her, it was very difficult to resist all the luxuries that were in the house, she longed to have one of those, so she would fulfill the deal with Jonathan, And he wouldn't miss the slightest opportunity to make a profit.

Were awesome. Her eyes locked on Bruce's. She walked in front of him. Tears slipped her eyes, as Bruce gently knelt down with one of his leg and brought out a small box. Olive Dexter... The only woman who can turn me on with just a smile.. Baby, will you marry me?? T. B. C

She murmured, motioning me inside. She paused and asked, “Well, what is your name? You are definitely not Elaine.” “Forgive me. My name is Ophelia. Ophelia Folks.” I responded, my hands clasped tightly on my back, never meeting her gaze. “Well, Ophelia, if anyone asks, you are Elaine Roosevelt. As you heard, a new maid was hired today, but unfortunately, she could not make it and now, we are in need of a maid. Unless you don’t want to, you can be that new maid. I will hear your decision tomorrow morning. For now, take a bath and sleep, I can tell you had a long day. I will let you know everything you need to know tomorrow morning. Good night, Ophelia.”

"This is lovely, Violet. You've truly outdone yourself once again." "Lovely?" Ollie interjected, her voice filled with enthusiasm. "This is out of this world! I can't wait to—" Ollie's words trailed off abruptly as she realized her slip. There would be no Max West by Chloe's side, and Chloe was determined to appear unaffected by his absence. Ollie shifted her attention to her own gown, a creation that may not rival Chloe's fairytale dress in grandeur but was nonetheless the finest ensemble she had ever worn. Ollie couldn't contain her excitement, eagerly looking forward to donning the gown and walking the red carpet with Chloe Burton.

Could he trust him? The complications had set her feelings on a spike of doubt. She had to brush it aside till the complicated knots were untied. A man like Charles seemed like a complete gentleman. Far from the man Killian had portrayed himself to be over the past few months. "Ma'am... A Uber is waiting for you out front." Eloise came to deliver. Penelope smiled and twirled in front of her mirror. She wore a peach A-shaped gown that reached above her knees with a slit, showing off her thighs.

A moment passed, and then the door creaked open, revealing a woman—Eloise. She stood in the doorway, her eyes wide with confusion. For a moment, she didn’t speak. Her long, dark hair framed her face, and her delicate features were soft, unguarded. She was the picture of innocence, a stark contrast to the storm that was about to engulf her life. "Eloise," Trent said softly, his voice unexpectedly gentle. "It’s time."

The lady called Eloise had calmed down a bit and drew a chair to sit close to me. "Are you alright Olivia? You've just been staring at me like some stranger since I came in. I know I'm a drama doll, but you're used to me already, right?" She asked with concern in her voice. Eloise is a young beautiful lady about my age. She exudes a pleasant and heart warming aura. I noticed these things about her from the short time she came in until now. "I'm fine." I managed to say so it would not seem akward being silent.

She responded and led the way. Tonight is going to be my first official public appearance since getting married to Dylan and I have to look my best. I wouldn't want a negative comments on me or him tonight. Eloise led me to the store where they kept all the already made dresses and I gasped. It was so beautiful. "You can make anyone of those yours, Mrs Black"

"Look at her! Since divorcing Asher and moving back in with her family, she's become like a different person. So different from the sister-in-law we used to bully when she was still Asher's wife." "Tsk! I hate her. She's the most stingy and calculating woman I've ever known in this world," Olivia sneered. "Not to mention, it turns out she's just a woman who's good at pretending and isn't sincere. She lied to us all outright. What a shame."